A Night With His Family

I climbed out the shower all fresh and clean. I was running a little late – but would be able to get ready on time if I didn’t slow down. The holidays are here and we have been crazy busy. We had a family party to go to last night. I should have started getting ready earlier than I did – but – honestly – it isn’t a party that I cared to go to and I didn’t really care if we were going to be late.

I slid in to my favorite robe and rubbed oil across my skin. I was putting makeup on when there was a knocking at the bathroom door.

Wolf quickly grabbed my wrists and wrenched my arms behind my back. He spun me around and held my wrists together in one of his large hands. He directed me out of the bathroom and in to the living room.

Keeping his grip on my wrists – and keeping my arms behind my back – he sat down in the middle of the couch and pulled me down across his knees. It all happened so quickly that my mind was trying to catch up with what was happening.

My robe was pulled up and his free hand landed down squarely on the middle of my ass. Repeatedly and rhythmically. Again and again. Slowly – but steadily.

He paused and told me that I was acting like a brat. It didn’t matter that I wasn’t excited about the party. It was his family’s holiday party and I was going to go. And we would NOT be late.

His focus went back to my ass laying across his lap. He told me to lay still. He resumed his grip on my wrists and started spanking me some more. Harder this time.

I was pulled up to my feet. I was made to stand in front of him while he untied the belt of my robe. The robe fell to the floor. The silk strap of a belt was in his hands.

Turn around. Bend over. Hold your ankles.

I did as I was told.

He took the piece of silk and tied my hands to my ankles.

Bound. Naked. Exposed.

This position can be especially harsh for me. That sensitive skin normally protected under the round of the cheek is spread taught and is right in the line of fire of Wolf’s hand. He knows what he is doing.

He doesn’t waste time. Immediately he begins. And almost immediately I begin crying. He wants it to hurt – and so it does. He is hitting me hard. He keeps one hand on the small of my back – both to help hold me in place, and to help with his aim. I can feel the heat rising off of my ass. My legs are shaking. I feel like my knees will give out. He continues to spank.

And when he decides he is done he stops. But he doesn’t come and untie my hands. I am still bent over. Still exposed. No hands to wipe my eyes and nose. My face red from being bent over. My ass red from his hands.

And then he stretches me even further open. And he drags his tongue from my ass down to my pussy and back again. He pushes his tongue into both openings. He makes circles on my clit with his finger while he pokes his tongue in and out of my ass.

My pussy is like the amazon. He stops before I come.

He sits back down on the couch. I am bent over in front of him. He pulls out his cock and jerks off. I hear him come.

He steps back and tells me I really need to get ready now so that I don’t make him late to his parent’s house.

Ass well-spanked. Pussy gushing. Going to see his parents is the absolute last thing on my mind.

He looks amused as he watches me finish getting ready.

He stands behind me as I finish putting on my makeup and do my hair. His fingers toy with my nipples.

He helps me decide what to wear. A short skirt. Bare legs. A thin light gray shirt. I don’t normally wear a bra. But on some occasions – like spending time with his very conservative family – I do. But he said no tonight. No bra. I somehow manage to get ready and we leave on time. I wince as I sit down in the car. My ass stings. He laughs.

He tells me that he will enjoy watching me tonight. How I will wince whenever I need to sit. How he will find ways to tweak and tease my nipples so that they stay hard and poking out of the thin material of my shirt. How he plans to keep me soaking wet and ready for him.

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He did. I could feel his eyes on me all night. He would brush against me and his hand would quickly pinch my nipples. He gave me a playful spank in front of his dad and brother.

He followed me into the garage where they kept the cooler of beverages. He pulled out an ice-cube and ran it up my leg and under my skirt. He pushed it against my panties and rubbed my clit with it. The melting water mixed with the juices that had already been soaking through the small piece of lace. His ice-cold fingers darted up under my shirt and latched on to my nipples. He bent me over so that my forehead was resting on the cooler and he spanked me – not playfully this time – again. He stopped before I started to cry – but it didn’t take much to bring me to that point. I’m sure my ass was still red from the hard spanking just an hour or two ago. He slid my panties down and off and stuffed them in his pocket.

I didn’t know how I would be able to go back in the house. My nipples were standing straight out – and although my shirt wasn’t tight – the materiel was thin. My face was red. I was wearing a short skirt with no panties. And I had to go inside and pretend nothing was going on. It was torture.

I knew that he would be driving tonight – so when we got back inside I hit the bar. I tried to stand as much as possible – but his brothers kept insisting that I sit down. At one point one of them even pulled me over to sit next to him on the brick ledge of the fireplace. Wolf almost laughed out loud!

It was several hours before we were able to leave. I had tried to console myself and make the party bearable by having several drinks. And his dad mixes very strong cocktails.

We had driven only about 3 blocks away from his parents house when Wolf pulled the car over to the side of the road.

We got out of the car. It was pitch black and freezing cold. He took off my coat and laid it on the hood of the car. Then he lifted me up and sat me down on top of it.

I protested when he told me to lay back and spread my legs for him. Anybody could drive by at any second! Your FAMILY could drive by at any second! He told me that he thought I would know better. If I didn’t listen to him there would be consequences.

I laid back and opened up my legs. My legs were bare. He had already taken my panties. He lifted up my shirt – exposing my nipples to him and the cold air.

He reached down and grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed it into my tits. His hands worked the snow across my frozen nipples as he dove down between my legs. His tongue lapped up the juices that had been flowing from me all afternoon. I screamed and squeezed my legs tight around his head as I came on his face. I was delirious. (And nobody drove by while I was getting eaten out on the hood of the car – although I seriously doubt I would have been able to stop anyway…)

He helped me down from the hood and into my jacket and we drove home.

And when we got home – we quickly got naked and got to some good long and hard fucking.

I sucked his cock and stroked his balls. I eagerly gulped down the cum he unloaded in my mouth. I licked his cock clean.

He fucked my ass with a vibrator while he sucked on my clit.

He removed the vibrator and slid the metal plug in to my ass. He gave me another spanking. He would sometimes stop the spanking, slide the plug in and out a few times, and then push it in firmly before going back to the spanking. My ass was already so tender – and he wasn’t spanking lightly. It wasn’t long before I was shaking and whimpering.

His hands pinched, slapped, twisted and rolled my nipples.

He left the plug and in place and suctioned his lips on my clit. I screamed and moaned and shook and cried as I came again and again and again.

He removed the plug and replaced it with his cock. He rammed his body into mine. I bucked back on him – pushing it in further. My ass was stretched tight around him. He told me to hold the vibrator against my clit as he fucked me. He held on tightly to my hips and fucked my ass. My body rocked as I came again. He shook and groaned as his balls emptied and his cock exploded in my ass.

I am feisty and independent in all aspects of my life – except for sex. And Wolf is the only man whom I have ever had this sort of sexual relationship with. We both want this type of spanking-heavy sex life. I get incredibly turned on by his strength – his masculinity – his Alpha Wolf-ness.

I crave what he and I sometimes call ‘punishments’ – but they are less of a punishment and more of another excuse to have some good rough-and-tumble sex! I always want it and I always get off – usually more than once.

I’m sorry to learn that you feel angry during your punishments – and from the sound of it – don’t always want it or get off afterward. Is this something you can discuss with your sex partner?